The Loyal Family: I Am the Pillar King of Daxia

“Jiang Weiguo, forty-eight years old, Grandmaster of the Martial Path, died on the northern battlefield, June twenty-first!”
“Jiang Zhenshan, forty-five years old, Grandmaster of the Martial Path, died on the southern battlefield, June twenty-first!”
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“Jiang Yue, thirty-six years old, Inner Force Martial Artist, died on the western frontier, June twenty-first!”
A deafening hum filled the air. Over a hundred military helicopters circled overhead, the atmosphere oppressive, dark clouds gathering as though heaven and earth themselves were weeping.
The Jiang family—first among the Dragon Nation’s military clans—had been betrayed by unknown forces. In a single day, dozens of direct descendants had perished on the battlefield, the family almost wiped out.
“Master Jiang, this has shaken the entire court. The First has already issued the order: at any cost, vengeance for the Jiang family will be exacted. Please accept our deepest condolences…”
In the Jiang family’s front courtyard, the mood was so heavy it was suffocating.
Old Master Jiang Guofeng sat expressionless in the seat of honor, before him an array of more than a dozen memorial tablets. Beside him, General Zhao Qintian’s face was etched with sorrow as he bowed his head. “It happened so suddenly, the enemy’s plan was meticulous. We have not yet managed to recover the bodies of the fallen generals…”
The vast courtyard, aside from the several dozen soldiers come to pay their respects, was occupied only by a handful of grieving widows from the Ye family—it felt empty, hollow.